”“You really hate the guy, don’t you?” I asked her. “This seems like more than a ‘he seems condescending’ thing. Did he like, do somethi...g to you?”“No.” she flatly replied. “He’s just a jerk. You’ll see.”I sure hoped I would, because as of now I definitely didn’t. “Whatever you say.” I mumbled.“It’s been a long day, hasn’t it?” she brought up out of nowhere, as if we hadn’t just been arguing. “McDick’s?”I chuckled. “Sure.” The more things changed, the more they stayed the same.“Oh, and if you. ...I leaned back on the bed and groaned, I was sore after our trip to the gym. Alexa just laughed and stretched, watching me die from exhaustion. "I told you that last set would destroy me," I complained and felt the smooth and wonderful sensation of relaxing my muscles.Alexa looked at herself in the mirror, still in her small blue crop top and tight black shorts. She was flat and athletic but my best friend had a really cute face. "At least that's the worst thing you have to complain about!. ”The team provides jerseys, so after work I bought some basketball shoes, socks, and shorts, before heading home. Then on Tuesday night, I met him at the Y at 7:00 pm. All the men were in their forties. Gavin, Joe, Jason, Jack and Sam are white; while Mitchell and Doug are African-American. They were all nice and welcoming to me, but I did take quite a bit of teasing for being so far out of shape. I was still pretty good at making baskets, but it was hard for me to keep up with the running on. I’ll get you and the girls to get her up to the barn, then come get me.”Just then, the girls strolled down the hall and into the kitchen. “OK daddy, we can do that.” Turning to the girls, “Daddy wants us to get that heifer up, the one with the bad eye, so he can put some medicine in her eye” said Earl.“Y’all finish up breakfast and get your work clothes on. I wanna get that heifer done and lay back down. That damn no-count doctor bout killed my back yesterday” Emmitt instructed.Ten minutes.